Jun Moyan suddenly felt a pain in his heart, as if a crack had opened, and he could clearly feel blood flowing out.
As Nie Jiuque moved his fingers, five drops of blood floated from Jun Moyan’s heart into the air, and then entered the foreheads of Bai Tang, Ais, Gu Sheng, and Mu Han.
With the infusion of these drops of blood, a sudden crimson light appeared on their foreheads.
Jun Moyan looked at the drop of blood hovering above him, clenching his hands together.
In a daze, he seed to see Wen Xiao’ai in that transparent drop of blood.
Her every smile and frown, her every cry and tantrum.
All subrged in a sea of blood.
As the drop of blood before his eyes fell, it expanded continually, gradually occupying his vision, and finally entering his forehead.
Jun Moyan’s eyes closed as a tear slipped from the corner of his eye.
The array beneath him suddenly lit up intensely, its rotation quickening.
Jun Moyan could feel his soul connecting with the other four.
Nie Jiuque ford a gesture with his hands while chanting.
As the incantation was recited, a semi-transparent white shadow appeared from the bodies of Bai Tang and the others lying at the four corners, slowly detaching from their forms.
This was the soul of the Soul-suppressing Beast residing in their bodies.
Bai Tang, Ais, and Gu Sheng each possessed a Soul Fragnt of the Soul-suppressing Beast.
Mu Han, however, possessed a whole soul.
The four semi-transparent white shadows completely separated from the flesh under the compulsion of Nie Jiuque’s curse.
Then, as if attracted by sothing, they all drilled into Jun Moyan’s forehead.
"Uh..."
Jun Moyan seed unable to withstand the invasion of these souls, a painful groan slipped from his throat, and his clenched fists made a "crack" sound.
The crimson light from his forehead grew increasingly intense, resembling fire or the sun.
Jun Moyan felt as if he were in a sea of magma, his body being ripped apart by a powerful force.
These souls, entering his body, wanted to rge continuously.
A layer of black mist slowly enveloped him.
Nie Jiuque’s chanting beca faster and the face under the mask turned pale, cold sweat beaded.
"Ah..."
Jun Moyan’s agonizing screams spread across the clearing, impossible to endure.
Moyu looked up at the sky and noticed dark clouds pressed low, with the wind and clouds suddenly changing.
Even the wind beca piercingly cold, cutting the skin.
The wandering spirits that originally occupied this area seed to sense sothing terrifying and fled in droves.
Moyu also heard the distant wailing of fierce ghosts.
That was the sound of fierce ghosts unable to escape, suffering from the spiritual pressure of the Soul-suppressing Beast.
Moyu clenched his fists tightly, focusing on Jun Moyan, who was in unbearable pain within the array.
The emotions, gradually rising, the gaze, growing increasingly fervent.
Almost there, almost.
"Roar..."
A beast-like roar echoed across the sky, a vast ghostly energy accompanied by spiritual energy swept through the clearing.
A dry thunderous "boom" reverberated, shaking heaven and earth as if they were trembling.
Moyu and Ye Yin stumbled back a few steps, shaken by the sudden surge of ghostly energy emanating from Jun Moyan’s body.
Looking up, they saw an enormous four-horned beast hovering above Jun Moyan and the others.
It was undoubtedly the Soul-suppressing Beast.
Yet its body remained semi-transparent.
However, despite being rely a spiritual entity, Moyu and the others found it unbearable, even breathing beca laborious.
Nie Jiuque gritted his teeth, chanting incessantly.
The incantations from his mouth were originally ant to imprison and soothe the Soul-suppressing Beast’s spirit, but this beast was not an ordinary entity, and Nie Jiuque’s incantations could not subdue it.
Nie Jiuque tily brought out the Soul Suppressing Cauldron.
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